By Chad Horn
The Sacrifice
By Thomas Page You find yourself locked in a dungeon with no idea how you got there. Covered with gossamer and dried stains (blood?) you look up at the door with light spilling out and think that whoever put you in here must want that door closed tight. You try to stand but find a … Continue reading The Sacrifice
Fallen Angels
By Chad Horn
Halloween Songs
By John Page "Something at the Door" There was a lady getting ready for bed A-hoo a-hoo a-hoo She went and bumped her head A-hoo a-hoo a-hoo She heard a knock upon the door A-hoo a-hoo a-hoo Then she went across the floor A-hoo a-hoo a-hoo Then she went to open the door … Continue reading Halloween Songs
Tommy Haiku #103-107
By Thomas Page The pumpkin blossom Hangs over the planter’s wall; Yellow umbrella Candy-scented breath And cocoa mustaches tell Of autumn’s splendor As the air chills now And the sun sets more often The birds will leave town A lone arrow soars Over a battlefield; who Struck decides the war Standing, waiting; hand Open to … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #103-107
Costume from long ago
By John Page
Costume from long ago
By John Page
Fall poetry
By Thomas Page Winged beasts interrupt peaceful autumn dreams. Seams made of sandman's dust torn asunder Plunder the joy of Samhain's carved lit gourds Lords of mischief sew new fear and horror Terror ruling the night 'till Saints daybreak. Make haste to Harvest festivals, they say, May you not know the devil's wicked ways. Haze … Continue reading Fall poetry
Tommy Haiku # 84-86
By Thomas Page End of a season Waning light as each new night Rises with autumn's moon Oh ominously Chilly air above our heads Where there ghosts may be In its hiding spot The creature worries about The spiders below
Save the piles of earth that hold their bones
By Thomas Page Golden Shovel WC Bryant "The Prairies" Save the piles of earth that hold their bones" An evening painted with moonlight bright save A lone graveyard hidden by glen and the Kudzu o'er telephone wire, piles Of history lay to rest for now. Of Saints, Sinners, and inbetweeners in earth Buried hold the … Continue reading Save the piles of earth that hold their bones
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